tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369Fri, 27 Jan 2012 05:57:28 +0000childhoodacjc orientationhugstom feltonastronomycymbalsdance cny cymbalsPWrandom little bits of writingfreddie highmorechristmasspace and stuffi love my friendsvalentine's daythat's meo's chinese oraldevonto writecousinsteaching juniors cymbalscrescent dancecouncilgmhryan higathe challengeinfpo's chinese writtenharry potterj4macjcfosterfamilyenglishthiscityisdeadlove is not goodac danceo'sjjadoptinglove.chcteenagersjapan tsunamifriendshipgrad nitedo you think singaporeans dress badly?love is equalcrescentgodmy dreamspoly or jc?kane and abelhttp://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)Blogger1959125thoselovesongshttp://feedburner.google.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-11013319034334183Fri, 27 Jan 2012 05:22:00 +00002012-01-27T13:57:28.121+08:00godForbidden chests remain locked for a reason. The thrill of discovering a wealth of gold and all you've ever wanted gives you a surge of inexplicable joy. You let your need for this joy overcome your common sense and before you know it you're picking at the lock, carefully lifting the heavy lid.So what if we won't last forever, so what if she's too pretty and smart to be mine for long. I'll do http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/PYeFz6YSWns/forbidden-chests-remain-locked-for.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/PYeFz6YSWns" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2012/01/forbidden-chests-remain-locked-for.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-5679389875080486383Wed, 25 Jan 2012 04:45:00 +00002012-01-25T12:45:57.621+08:00"The Bible was not written to tell us what God CAN do. The Bible is here to tell us what God WILL do."- Reinhard BonnkePowerful.http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/L49fd0yAi6E/in-doubt.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/L49fd0yAi6E" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-doubt.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-6501260230235896784Mon, 23 Jan 2012 15:16:00 +00002012-01-25T12:48:17.081+08:00random little bits of writingThis time, she cries not for what could have been, but for the delusion she had been living in all along, fitting you into the oversized tee of the person you were in her mind. She cries for the silences and distances that she had always overlooked, almost too readily forgotten. They come back now. She weeps for all the tears she had shed before, in her bed, on the train, in the classroom, her http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/Kr-MUxcbyEs/deeper-burn-mark.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/Kr-MUxcbyEs" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2012/01/deeper-burn-mark.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-2047188420158401705Mon, 23 Jan 2012 12:18:00 +00002012-01-23T20:19:08.644+08:00"God is there! See what He will do! It is intriguing to see how He beats the devil, shields you from the tornado, and gets you through when you face a brick wall. Don’t forget – He is there. ‘I am with you.’ Whatever you are, faithless, troubled, or downhearted – He is not. His moods don’t go up and down with your moods. He is constant, and being what He is, He will do what He will do. You will http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/CO39Xf2o36U/if-youre-feeling-way-i-am-now.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/CO39Xf2o36U" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2012/01/if-youre-feeling-way-i-am-now.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-627715749165293914Wed, 11 Jan 2012 16:28:00 +00002012-01-12T01:47:10.011+08:00acjc orientationacjcBefore I came into ACJC, I didn't really have the best impression of it. I had the idea that it was full of rich snobs. Well the former is a little true - there are some pretty rich people, although you'll find far more in ACSI - but the latter is not. Any apprehension I had about the school vanished on day one. Orientation was a m a z i n g and we continue to uphold our legendary reputation. A http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/q76xvxK9aa0/for-potential-acjc-students.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/q76xvxK9aa0" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2012/01/for-potential-acjc-students.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-6728724276474590662Fri, 06 Jan 2012 18:24:00 +00002012-01-27T11:27:17.223+08:00random little bits of writingAs she walks in she's greeted by darkness and smoke and rapidly flashing green lights all around and deafening music whose beats pulsate through her skin, throbbing. Her pals drag her along and demand 'the strongest one' and she goes through the routine, three rounds of bitter fire. Before she knows it she is the song itself, it fills her head, the beat is all the knows, all she knows. She's http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/kRmvcFcchj4/and-lonelier-than-ever.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/kRmvcFcchj4" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-lonelier-than-ever.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-5536929785313911714Thu, 29 Dec 2011 14:18:00 +00002011-12-29T22:18:13.561+08:00random little bits of writing(youzhuan-inspired)The idea of you leaving doesn't seem real until you take out your passport. Until a female voice reads out a string of words and numbers that ring like warning bells through the air and you mumble 'that's my flight'. Only then does it hit me that after you pass that border, I'll be walking back to the car alone. The seat beside me will be empty. There'll be no one to pop in forhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/E7-o-RaKt6Q/saga-seeds_29.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/E7-o-RaKt6Q" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2011/12/saga-seeds_29.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-4792754599064459260Wed, 28 Dec 2011 10:28:00 +00002011-12-29T18:28:25.730+08:00I've been spending the entire day on the computer researching universities and courses and wondering how I'm going to start my uni application essay all over again and I walk out to look for my specs because I'm getting a headache and he calls me over.She's twenty five and a dentist and her dad proudly shows me pictures of her dog, her friends, her boyfriend, her life in Melbourne. Fragments of http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/QS1j-PMS1bE/que-sera-sera.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/QS1j-PMS1bE" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2011/12/que-sera-sera.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-5921951377018868803Sat, 24 Dec 2011 10:24:00 +00002011-12-31T02:50:29.008+08:00random little bits of writing I don’t know this place and they’re going wild. A little too much vodka and they’re still not quitting so I say I’m out and leave the red room into the night. Josh follows me, takes my hand, stops me at the brick walls. His hand is on my waist and suddenly it’s you touching me, you saying my name, your hand on my neck your energy. New place, new language, new identity. She puts down her luggage.http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/DvVMay0NlT0/something-about-lonely-nights-and-my.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/DvVMay0NlT0" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2011/12/something-about-lonely-nights-and-my.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-3537829393911476112Tue, 20 Dec 2011 19:37:00 +00002011-12-22T02:50:13.318+08:00To anyone who happens to be reading this post: I really need information about Royal Holloway University of London, University of East Anglia and Lancaster University! Maybe University of Manchester. I'm looking to do English Lit with Creative Writing. And US universities that are good for those kind of courses? Desperately looking for universities that will suit me! I've applied for University http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/2iZWRUj2feA/help-with-university-choices-please.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/2iZWRUj2feA" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2011/12/help-with-university-choices-please.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-981411253155527795Fri, 16 Dec 2011 15:55:00 +00002011-12-17T10:52:46.598+08:001. How about an easier way to get people out? Like a non-electricity-operated way of opening the train doors. Like a lever system or something. Even if only for a few doors per train. 2. Or a safer way to break certain windows meant to be broken in case of an emergency if that's possible. Like buses have it! That thing that's supposed to be a hammer to break the window but is so small and http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/sXiAfIaGKeg/mrt-breakdown-lessons-to-be-learnt.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/sXiAfIaGKeg" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2011/12/mrt-breakdown-lessons-to-be-learnt.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-4083261437066519999Wed, 14 Dec 2011 18:48:00 +00002011-12-22T02:49:11.755+08:00True friends are like surgeons. When you find yourself on the brink of death, when your entire being seems to have fallen apart and you don’t know if you’ll be able to get out of this mess alive, they come ready to receive your shattered soul. They know exactly what to do to piece your heart back together again, and slowly, they’ll help you find your way back to the life you once lived. With http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/tkIDbqWK4xk/anesthesia-and-gold-medicine.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/tkIDbqWK4xk" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2011/12/anesthesia-and-gold-medicine.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-5496939584686674777Fri, 09 Dec 2011 14:01:00 +00002011-12-09T22:08:31.339+08:00your wordsyour armsyour handsyour smileyour kissyoumy hopes and plans with you after the a levels, the phrase i chanted again and again: 'everything's going to be amazing just hang on', my daily indulgence in the memories, our message log, your words, i remember them all'you're sweet as heaven'mutual acceptance, thank you for tolerating my temper and waiting it out and bringing me through and http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/pzvmsl4DMEM/i-dont-wanna-leave-i-just-wanna-stay.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/pzvmsl4DMEM" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-dont-wanna-leave-i-just-wanna-stay.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-7287655963423404441Thu, 08 Dec 2011 02:44:00 +00002011-12-09T19:52:22.961+08:00Prom was fun, a celebration of friendships. Spending it with the 35ths made me realise how much I missed and will miss their company. Had a great time, even when I was crying in the room.I'm tired and my eyes hurt too much to cry anymore but fresh rounds of pain never seem to stop coming. No girl should bring herself down this low, chaining herself to someone else and willing herself to be http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/9NfPNvPxGRs/i-dont-wanna-fall-another-moment-into.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/9NfPNvPxGRs" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-dont-wanna-fall-another-moment-into.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-2654347889854266540Tue, 06 Dec 2011 03:52:00 +00002011-12-09T19:54:12.987+08:00Suddenly I don't feel like going out to town to get my nails done anymore, don't feel like trying on my prom dress to see if I can do that rose knot, don't feel like getting my hair done, makeup, don't feel like going into that room, don't feel like walking in heels, don't want to try to put on that mask of cheerfulness, don't want to try to be pretty, don't feel like spending the night with y-Sohttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/-ujK6ap9I0o/weaning-off-period.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/-ujK6ap9I0o" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2011/12/weaning-off-period.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-1706741814133733713Thu, 01 Dec 2011 18:20:00 +00002011-12-02T04:35:08.220+08:00godGive thanks to the Lord for He is good; His love endures forever.With all I am and with all He is, He takes me into his angel arms and there is love. Teach me what love is, dear God; your version of love, not the kind that drags me down into the pit of darkness, not anymore. Teach me what it is to live in Your light, love me with the love of Paul, of Mary, of any servant...of any sinner. I won't http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/bhOxS4BLp3o/repel-darkness.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/bhOxS4BLp3o" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2011/12/repel-darkness.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-977010048372291390Mon, 28 Nov 2011 15:04:00 +00002011-12-02T02:51:51.833+08:00will come to a conclusion.Farewell, English Language & Linguistics. I'll miss studying Singlish (optional marking for plurality, optional tense marking, omission of articles and 'be', the passive 'kena', the perfective 'already', discourse particles at the end of sentences...) and Afro-American Vernacular English (invariant form of 'be', [d] voiced stop in place of initial [ð], non-standard http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/8ELS_xZ-fa8/twelve-hours-from-now-twelve-years-of.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/8ELS_xZ-fa8" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2011/11/twelve-hours-from-now-twelve-years-of.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-2756604455111162725Sat, 26 Nov 2011 04:54:00 +00002011-12-02T02:52:54.034+08:00love is not goodIn love I'm not the person I know myself to be. I am a lonely person with love's happiness in my head, who hopes, dreams - that's what keeps me alive. That longing and the pain becomes a part of me, such that when the dream comes true - warped still with other forms of pain, but love nonetheless - it doesn't feel real, just feels like another one of my dreams. That's why I always say it feels http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/scQpQNe8Ulw/speak.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/scQpQNe8Ulw" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2011/11/speak.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-2882302585244457289Thu, 24 Nov 2011 16:31:00 +00002011-11-29T18:08:33.832+08:00DID I EVEN BRING HOME MY OUTSTANDING SERVICE AWARD?! WHERE'S MY OUTSTANDING SERVICE AWARDWhen someone brings up an old blog post of mine I realise I NEED TO FIND A WAY TO DELETE THEM OR SOMETHING NOW. SUPER EMBARRASSINGhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/TBOfp0uSsA8/of-all-things-to-misplace.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/TBOfp0uSsA8" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2011/11/of-all-things-to-misplace.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-3639712167404509298Wed, 23 Nov 2011 16:40:00 +00002011-11-27T07:29:33.397+08:00The stereotypes. Only beautiful princesses / damsels have brave handsome men who would die for them; a witch is an unattractive woman in black with a protruding chin, ugly nose and a huge pot of boiling stuff; damsels in distress are attractive; stepmothers are wicked. Is that a label of primary potency? "the wicked stepmother" Even now, everytime I see/hear the word "stepmother" I think it weirdhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/EobVJFBZW4g/random-impact-of-fairy-tale-language.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/EobVJFBZW4g" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2011/11/random-impact-of-fairy-tale-language.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-7776486246507405382Tue, 22 Nov 2011 15:22:00 +00002011-11-23T16:04:55.092+08:00random little bits of writingyou'll say, it's over, so it can begin. You'll bring me close, tight; I won't have the strength to reciprocate the tightness, and your unspoken words will wrap around my heart like sweet iron bars, like a silver-coated prison cell, that will cue tears and pain, the pain of being chained again. Sometimes I wish I never gave my heart up because it never made me feel free, only more imprisoned. You http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/QNbR6FVPf4E/when-time-comes.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/QNbR6FVPf4E" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2011/11/when-time-comes.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-6064905204714668877Tue, 22 Nov 2011 07:21:00 +00002011-11-29T12:56:02.304+08:00he makes it so beautiful, how can anything be so beautifulJerry can't make it for his concert on 3 Dec so he gave me his ticket!!!!!!!! I'll be leaving the auditorium in tears.Wow. Sungha's channel is the most subscribed of all time in Korea. SM Entertainment comes after him, then 2NE1, then YG Entertainment, then Big Bang, then SM Town (Wait isn't that the same as SM Entertainment?). Wow, http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/BUwVHXFHdXg/in-love.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/BUwVHXFHdXg" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-love.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-6358649807642643769Fri, 11 Nov 2011 13:34:00 +00002011-11-11T22:43:00.267+08:00getting to study the stars, huge, beautiful, thousands of light years away - or the tiniest of cells, where life is being formed, how they magically divide to multiply, life exposed and raw.I've always been really fascinated by astronomy; I remember being nine and playing with that NASA space shuttle model we had at home, complete with seats and tiny astronauts, watching documentaries about spacehttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/UYbW30COvIM/its-sad-to-know-ill-never-be-scientist.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/UYbW30COvIM" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-sad-to-know-ill-never-be-scientist.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-4515571609248245319Tue, 08 Nov 2011 15:35:00 +00002011-11-29T18:06:15.619+08:00For our ELL adaptive writing section we were supposed to write a story about a visit to the dentist, to be read by children under the age of 10. Had fun doing it, did it in fifteen minutes which made up for the two hours I spent on Section A (because forty-five minutes into the paper I hadn't even finished my first point about contact, and at the 1.5-hour mark I was still at my second point abouthttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/Z8gc-CJVtY4/one-down.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/Z8gc-CJVtY4" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-down.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19949369.post-6668662918657522293Sat, 29 Oct 2011 10:58:00 +00002011-10-29T19:00:53.693+08:00“It is really hard to be lonely very long in a world of words. Even if you don't have friends somewhere, you still have language, and it will find you and wrap its little syllables around you and suddenly there will be a story to live in." - Naomi Shihab Nyehttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~3/eTU4hw4brqM/so-wipe-those-tears-away-you-arent.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Karen Ho)0<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thoselovesongs/~4/eTU4hw4brqM" height="1" width="1"/>http://thoselovesongs.blogspot.com/2011/10/so-wipe-those-tears-away-you-arent.html